All Chapters of My Death Contract: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

“Can I come over, lol. I got kicked out.” Meredith read her text to Edward and shook her head, mortified as to what the ramifications of that one drunken text might be. “Sure, Luv. Cum anytime you want. Do you need me to pick you up?” Edward had responded and Meredith groaned then followed said groan with a deep sigh. “Sorry about last night I was a little drunk.” Meredith messaged Edward after a moment. “Sorry about last night, Bub. Give Dino kisses for me.” Meredith hit sent before realizing that she had called Brayden, Bub. She smacked her palm to her forehead and did a double groan one in actual pain from her hangover. “You can drunk text me whenever you want, Luv. Did my brother really kick such a lovely woman out?” Edward was quick to respond. Meredith wasn’t s

Meredith blinked and Edward got up and grabbed her hand that had been on his arm and led Meredith out of the coffee shop back to his car, which was parked at the curb just outside. He opened her door for her and walked around. Meredith didn’t stare into nothingness out her window but she still wasn’t paying attention to where they had been or where they were going. She was watching the man that was driving and wondering what other surprises he had. Before Meredith knew it, Edward had parked, turned the car off and was getting out again. He walked around and opened her door and that’s when she realized they were in a garage. He led her through a door that led into a wine room with a large wine fridge surrounded by bottles in the built-in wine racks. There was also a smaller wine fridge. Meredith was wondering why

Meredith's parents hadn't asked why she was still at their house for the whole week. It was Friday and all knew was she had gotten a new job and that there was some talk of moving. Initially they thought Meredith meant she and Brayden were moving.  The longer Meredith stayed the more suspicious they got that there was more to it than Meredith had told them. Other than running for hours every morning and eating breakfast Meredith stayed in her room. She didn't even come down for lunch or dinner. They were eating breakfast and Meredith at the table across from her parents. It was in a small dining area off the kitchen with a bathroom adjacent to it and a sun room that worked as their family room. Meredith was wearing her running leggings and t-shirt. Her skin glistened with a sheen of sweat from the long run in the neighborhood. Her parents didn't know where she went on her runs, just that she was gone for hours. When she sat down and loaded up her

It was Monday night and Brayden sat on the sofa across from his secretary and assistant. They had insisted that he eat something with them because he hadn’t been taking care of himself in the past seven days. It had been a week since Brayden sent Meredith to her parents’ place, and the twins and Jacob had to deal with the moody boss.The first day he was extremely agitated at anything they did right or wrong, then he started to scare them. The always polished and perfectly poised boss they knew came into work with wet disheveled hair that looked like he had washed it and towel dried it then walked out the door without giving it another thought. He had stubble from a five o’clock shadow he hadn’t shaved and he had an eerie vacant stare when he entered the office. Jacob and Mercedes were instantly concerned. When he started keeping l

Brayden walked into work on Monday morning. He had on Black suit pants with a matching jacket and a light pink button up with the top two buttons unbuttoned. He hadn’t even bothered with a tie. “Good morning, sir.” Mercedes greeted him. “Where’s Jacob?” Brayden asked flatly. “He should be headed to your office shortly.” Mercedes assured her boss and typed a direct message to Jacob to get to Brayden’s office asap. She also included that Brayden was not looking any better than before even after taking a week off. If anything she thought he looked worse. “Goodmorning, sir.” Jacob said as he met Brayden at the door to his office and opened it for him. “I know you want to ask how my week off was,” Brayden said with no inflict